Track Insight / Lyrics
Marcus counts the spinning drums
Wet coat dripping as he comes
Four more hours till the dawn
He watches socks go round and gone
Let it rain, let it pour
He ain't walking out that door
Let it fall, let it sting
He's got nowhere else to be
Folding tables squeak and sway
Coffee's cold from yesterday
Someone left a red shirt behind
He folds it neat, pays it no mind
Let it rain, let it pour
He ain't walking out that door
Let it fall, let it sting
He's got nowhere else to be
Thunder shakes the soda machine
Fluorescent buzzes soft and green
He checks the lock, he checks the clock
The storm won't break, the hands won't stop
Back when he was young and bold
He'd chase the sun and hate the cold
Now he lets the weather win
And finds a strange peace settling in
A woman runs in soaked and stressed
He points her to the dryer, best
She thanks him twice and finds a seat
He nods and watches puddles retreat
Let it rain, let it pour
He ain't walking out that door
Let it fall, let it sting
He's got nowhere else to be
Six a.m. the sky turns gray
The storm has finally lost its way
He counts his keys and lifts his chin
Another night has folded him in
Let it rain, let it pour
He ain't walking out that door
Let it fall, let it sting
He's got nowhere else to be
Nowhere else to be
Blue light fades, the door swings slow
He steps into the afterglow
